Hey Y'all. As you can see I changed the title of the story :] The original was too long, and it was difficult to make covers/banners etc. and a pain in my arse. I hope you like the new title, and understand that the story has not changed :] Just different title. Okie rant over.
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"So.... you're dating Roman?"
I breathed hard through my nostrils and averted my gaze to a jealous looking Tammi.
"Yes Tamz, I am. I know, isn't it so hard to believe?" I spat, draining my cup of water, and throwing it in the sink.
She followed me out the kitchen, and grabbed my arm to stop me from storming off.
"I didn't mean it like that Sara. It's just that, I really thought that he liked me..."
I turned around to see a hurt look on her face.
"Why do you care so much about him? You can have any guy you want!" I crossed my arms, and squinted my eyes at her.
"Not in the way I want. Guys only like me for one night stands, or brief infatuations. Guys want girls like you!"
My mouth hung open in shock and disbelief. "I have no idea what you are talking about!"
She continued to follow me. "Oh yes you do! Remember that time in 7th grade when Patrick Harris pretended to like me in order to get close to you!"
I let out a dry laugh and shook my head. "I remember that kid, bobble head...scrawny legs."
Tammi laughed along with me. "And Neil Lorshe! He kissed me and told me directly after that he had a crush on you!"
I rolled my eyes. "Greasy haired Neil! No. Thank. You."
"Well what about Jared Kiase in the 8th grade! I thought he had the biggest crush on me until he asked me one day if he should ask you out!"
I was starting to get uncomfortable with all the memories she kept bringing up. "Alright, alright I get it!"
"And don't forget Ben O'Connor in the 9th gr--
"Tammi I GET IT!" I said, dissolving into giggles. "I get it okay! I may have been the target of middle school boys fantasies, but things have changed. We've grown up, and elementary crushes mean nothing anymore. It's now that we are almost legal adults, and believe me when I say you can get whoever you want! You're confident, prettier than me, and a natural leader! What's there not to like?"
She chewed on the inside of her lip and gave a defeated sigh. I don't know, I must be missing something, cause guys only seem to be interested in me for one reason.
"Well maybe you should dress and act a bit more modestly!" I said honestly, eyeing her provocative choice of wear. No offense Tamz, but you show a bit too much. You need to leave guys wondering, instead of laying it all on the line!"
She wasn't offended by my honest criticism, and looked deep in thought.
"I guess you're right, I'm going to go shopping now!
I giggled and gave her a hug, knowing she learned nothing from my little lesson
I jumped back from Tam when I heard a loud cat call/whistle.
Luke was leaning on the fridge smirking at us, a smelly cigarette dangling from his lips.
"Aww come on I was enjoying the view!" He said slowly, his eyes darting between me and my friend.
I wrinkled my nose in disgust at his dirty innuendo, but Tammi blushed and giggled, making me want to slap her upside the head.
Keeping her eyes glued on Luke, she quickly leaned into me and whispered in my ear, "Never mind, I think I want him!" She smiled at Luke and pranced off, giving him a view, that he greedily followed with his eyes.
I shook my head and scoffed, pushing past him to get outside. I needed to go for a drive myself. I had barely used my beautiful BMW, and I desperately needed to have some time to myself.
For the past week Roman and I have pretty much defined "summer love." We went out alone, ate together, watched movies, went swimming, and got very heated in our make out sessions. He was everything in a boyfriend I could have ever asked for: sweet, funny, outgoing, handsome, etc.
While his exterior was perfectly polished and debonair, something about him just was not right. I couldn't pin point it, but I knew something was up. Sometimes when we were together he would continuously take tons of pictures of us together posing, on his phone. I thought only girls did that kind of thing. And for some reason, when we would walk into a room and if Ariel was there, he would put on a show, and act super nice to me, or at least different from how he was acting before.
I never took it into real consideration or account, because I would tell myself mye eyes were probably playing tricks on me, or that I was just being too untrustworthy. Truth be heard, beneath Roman's squeaky appearance, and polished manner, there was something about him that I simply could not trust. I mean, I never really forgave him for hitting me that first night in the pool, and I knew his attitude was far from perfect. I wanted to trust him, and go along with the relationship happily, but I knew I would only be lying to myself.
Oh Roman, you never fail to befuddle me with your enigmatic ways...
All I knew was that a piece of my puzzle was missing, and I wanted to find it...before it found me.
"Well? What do ya say babe?"
Luke's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I realized I was still halfway out the doorway.
"What?" I responded stupidly, inwardly face palming myself...with an iron.
He just rolled his eyes at me and smirked. "What do you say you and me head out, get high, and let our bodies make their own decisions?"
"Oh, fuck off!" I yelled, pushing past him once again to make my way over to the drivers seat of my car.
He matched my strides and laughed besides me.
"Relax kiddo, I was just kidding, unless of course you want to do that." He said, gently pinning me to the side of my car, to my horror.
"Please get the hell away from me." I said, half pissed, half shocked. I kind of felt like Miley Cyrus in that movie, "Last Song," when Blaze's asswipe boyfriend tried to creep on her at the bonfire.
"Aw come on Sar Bear, you know you want me" he drawled out, looking down at me with what he probably thought was a seductive grin.
I grimaced at his audacity, and tried to wriggle myself away from him to no avail.
"Just freaking let go! You have a girlfriend you jerk!" I spat.
He rolled his eyes again and gave me that You think I give a shit? face.
"Oh please that tart? I think it's time I move on to an improved version of my soon to be ex, eh?" He grinned cheekily.
I was shocked that Luke was planning on breaking up with Arielle, but I was even more shocked that he wanted to dump her for me!?
"Sorry not sorry, if you couldn't tell, your brother and I are very happy together, and I wouldn't date you even if we weren't!"
He shook his head and scoffed at my response, as if he knew something I didn't. Now that's the shit I don't like.
I realized he was still holding me in a trapped position, and I furiously squirmed to get out of his grasp.
I silently prayed for Roman to get back from the gym. Why can't this be a typical teen fiction novel, where Roman would use his spider senses to detect my current distress, zip over here, and beat the crap out of his brother screaming at him to never touch her again! Then he would lift me bridal style, and we would prance off into the distance happily ever after.
Nope. The only people in sight were a few little kids down the road setting up a lemonade stand. The last vehicle to pass by the street was an ice cream truck being driven by a sweaty guy. Shoot.
After a few more seconds of hopeless struggling, Luke dropped my arms and stepped back, laughing at me.
I gave him my best death glare and slid into my car, muttering. He didn't seem to be making any more advances towards me, and kept his eyes on mine as I backed out the driveway, and hightailed the hell out of there. God I hate him!
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I raked a shaky hand through my hair, as I recalled the strange encounter with Luke. I eyed the three digits on the thermostat board, and took a left turn into the CUPS parking lot. Frozen yogurt was the only thing that got me through the oppresive heat around here.
Smiling at the cashier that I have grown accustom to after numerous visits, I walked over to the self serve, filling up my cup with the usual peanut butter cheesecake yogurt, and skittles as a topping.
I went to grab a spoon and bumped into a girl standing there.
"Sorry," I quickly muttered, and looked up to see none other than Arielle.
You've got to be freaking kidding me right now.
She seemed to be analyzing something on her phone screen, and didn't even look up until I coughed and awkwardly said, "Hey Arielle."
She looked up, and her eyes slightly bulged as she quickly looked down at her phone, shoving it into her pocket with unneccary force. What the hell?
"Hey." She said austerely, and quite rudely.
I nodded, ignoring her tone. "What flavor?" I said, pointing to her cup of yogurt.
"Fruit." I nodded again, stupidly.
"So, you enjoying Key Gates so far?"
"Yea."
Her mono-syllabic responses were seriously starting to annoy me.
"What's wrong, got a stick up your ass?" I hissed, clutching my cup angrily.
She rolled her eyes at me, and forcefully shoved past me almost knocking me off balance.
I stared in disbelief as she paid for her yogurt, and stormed out the store, not looking back.
I didn't want to look like a gaping fish in the middle of the store, so I quickly paid, and rushed after Arielle.
Just as she was getting into her beat up Mini Cooper I hastily banged on her window, which she took her time to roll down.
"What?" She rudely asked, peering at me over her sunglasses like I was a bug on her windshield.
"I would like to know what the hell your problem is!" I retorted, fuming.
"And why would I have a problem?" She lazily responded. I didn't realize how much she sounded like Roman, saying that.
"Well, you act bitchy to me in the store, and then almost knock me over! I'm guessing that's a prob-
"Listen sweetheart," she cut me off in a condescending tone "If you must know, you're the problem. Don't think you can just appear out of nowhere and start messing with my life!"
I stared incredulously at her. "In case you've forgotten, you're the one who appeared out of nowhere, invaded a home that does not belong to you with your stupid boyfriend, and started causing drama. So if anyone is messing with anyone's life, it's you brat, so if you have a problem, pack your bags and get the fuck out!"
Her eyes widened in shock from my outburst (that I felt really good about) but they almost immediately returned back to murderous slits. "Gladly, but not before I complete some unfinished business."
"What are you talking about?" I asked hoarsely.
"You'll find out soon, Sara" she spat, rolling her window up and zooming out the parking lot.
I looked down at my depressing yogurt that was now melted, and realized how accurately it described my life.
Everything seems to be melting, and it's almost impossible to sculpt it back together.
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Oh God, what the heck is going on!
~I apologize for the delay, I had to re-write this chapter a bunch of times, until realizing I wanted to give y'all another major hint for the big problem that will occur in the next few chapters, so stay tuned.
Alot of people been messaging me asking to do other p.o.v but I don't think I will, because they are usually pointless, and I hate when authors use different p.o.v as fillers to re-tell exactly what happened, so no!
Sorry it's really short :/ forgive me please :]